Hard work of Burgohonda

After a long absence, El Davo returns. Having suffered from some kind of virulent flu that left him coughing and spluttering for the best part of a month, El Davo finally felt well enough to don his Chapi strip and continue his adventures.

The day started well with Charles 1 issuing yet another set of kit. This is good except that our sports bags are getting increasingly full with the danger of finding rogue socks or half-eaten sandwiches in their depths.

Picture: happy Chapi bench with George 2, Luciano (El Negro) and Lewis 1.

So off we went in a league match against Burgohonda from neighbouring Ávila. The first few minutes elicited howls of laughter from the Chapi bench as Luciano (El Negro) had taken the field in his brand new shorts without finding the time to take off the labels (see picture).

A lazy start from Chapi led to the visitors taking an early lead which they held into the crucial introduction of El Davo. In fact, it was probably coincidence that goals from Baby-face (I think) and George 1 turned things around. So 2-1 at half-time.

Picture: Swarthy El Davo pre-match.

An increasingly ill-tempered match continued apace until Peter, charging into the box found himself (despite his substatioal bulk), launched through the air by an opposing defender. Baby-face converted the resulting penalty and all seemed over for the day. This was however until Joseph 2 in goal froze as a feeble header rolled past him into the net. Despite constant attacks and a combination of desperate defending and good luck, Chapi survived to win 3-2.

Picture: George 1 showing that where real Brits have a pint post-match, their Spanish equivilents prefer something more sophisticated and girlie.